Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 500 My Brother is a Cannon Fodder Subordinate 18

Zhao Zhao didn't have her phone with her and had no idea how worried her brother was.

When they slowly arrived at the infirmary, they found two other people inside.

Looking up, I saw that one of them was Ye Lan.

"There are many flu cases recently due to the change of seasons, so students with weaker constitutions should take precautions."

The medical staff were giving instructions when they turned around and saw another student with a flushed face. They quickly invited him to sit down.

Zhao Zhao sat down next to Ye Lan, and neither of them spoke. However, the boy next to Ye Lan kept chattering away.

He talked about everything. When Zhao Zhao heard Xie Zi'an's name, she looked up at him. At the same time, Ye Lan turned her head and said, "Shut up."

Fang Yu: ......

"Oh."

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment. Fang Yu looked at Ye Lan, then at Zhao Zhao, and finally stopped looking at his face. "This classmate, you look so familiar."

A sudden realization struck him, and he slapped his thigh, looking at Ye Lan and exclaiming, "Hey, isn't this Xie Huaizhao?"

Zhao Zhao: ......

Ye Lan: ......

Neither of them paid any attention to him. Fine, Fang Yu assumed they were sick and didn't want to talk.

The doctor tested Zhao Zhao's blood and found that it wasn't a viral cold, but Ye Lan, who was standing next to her, had the flu.

Fang Yu silently took a step back, only to be met with Ye Lan's murderous gaze.

Ye Lan put on a mask, took her medicine, and was about to leave the infirmary when she passed by Zhao Zhao and heard him whisper "thank you".

He didn't linger; he turned and left immediately.

Zhao Zhao's gaze didn't linger on the aristocratic young man for long; he was waiting for his medicine.

"Twice a day, three pills each time, this is cold medicine."

"Thank you."

He took the medicine on the spot and then slowly walked towards the classroom.

It's lunchtime now, and the classroom, which should be quiet, is noisy and chaotic.

"Where's Zhaozhao? Where's Zhaozhao? Class monitor!"

"Am I his father or his mother? How would I know!"

"But didn't you just say he went to the toilet?"

"Can't you tell I'm just being perfunctory?"

Then another girl's voice came: "Shen Xinghe, what's the rush? Anyone who didn't know better would think you two were very close."

"Whether we have a good relationship or not is none of your business! What's it to you? Mind your own business!"

Zhao Zhao stood at the door and listened to Shen Xinghe's loud and boisterous noise for a while, a smile flashing in her eyes.

He slowly stood at the door, and the students arguing heatedly in the classroom immediately looked at him. Shen Xinghe even flew over and stopped just before spraying him.

Looking at the boy's pale face, he realized something and said, "Are you sick?"

"Hmm." Zhao Zhao raised the medicine she was carrying.

The class representative breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him, then complained irritably, "Zhao Zhao, you have no idea..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Xinghe covered her mouth, so the girl next to her started talking again.

Shen Xinghe didn't have enough hands, so he started using noise to cover up the noise.

At noon, their class was the noisiest in the entire teaching building.

After arguing until they were tired, the group naturally stopped. Zhao Zhao was packing her schoolbag when she suddenly noticed dozens of messages on her phone. When she opened them, she saw that they were all from Xie Zi'an.

The latest message reads: It's all over.

At that moment, not far away in Class 32 of Senior Three, Xia Siyuan was being beaten.

"Are you crazy? Is it fun lying to me? Don't you know I was worried sick rushing over here?!"

Xia Siyuan knew he was in the wrong, so he dodged the punch without retaliating: "How was I supposed to know they would suddenly stop bullying people? I didn't expect that!"

"Ouch! Stop! Hit me again!"

Xie Zian was seething with anger, but after thinking about it, he stopped. He glared at Xia Siyuan, and his phone lit up at that moment.

It was Zhao Zhao calling.

Xie Zian cleared his throat. "Hey, Zhao Zhao, what's wrong?"

Beside him, Xia Siyuan rolled her eyes and mimicked his tone: "Hey, Zhao Zhao~"

Seeing his smug look, Xie Zian smiled and beckoned to him with her finger.

"Brother, I have a cold and I want to go home this afternoon."

At the same time, Shen Xinghe in Class 1 and Xie Zian in Class 12 both fell silent.

Xie Zian immediately said, "I don't have class either. Wait for me, I'll come to the classroom to pick you up right away."

He hung up the phone and walked towards the door without paying any more attention to Xia Siyuan.

As he ran through a shady section of trees, someone suddenly blocked his path.

"Duan Ruofang, it's you guys again." Xie Zi'an's expression was not good. "Were you the ones who caused trouble for my brother today?"

Duan Ruofang raised an eyebrow: "Oh, another bastard has tattled."

"But let's get this straight, we didn't even lay a finger on your brother."

"What we really want is trouble for you, okay?"